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Adventures of a Rural American Teenage Boy
My husband and I are both grateful that our two boys have grown up without getting into any serious trouble. I was a stay at home mom and kept a pretty good eye on them,I thought, without being over protective. Living in a rural area can be boring to some young men, but they were involved in sports and other activities to occupy their time. But the truth always surfaces and as parents we find out later rather than sooner. I found out what one of my children did for fun at his high school graduation party in the form of a journal presented for all of our guest to read.
I am sure we can all remember as teenagers doing things that would both shock the old folks and entertain our friends at the same time. My son and I offer these writings as a part of Americana in the early 21st Century. This is the first of several we will post here. Unedited and strangely titled.
Can I Put My Chicken In Your Ice Cream?
If You Know What I Mean! The weekend after junior prom was full of lameness, except for the morning after prom when Billy and I and some other friends, were going to Cedar Point. On the way, we stopped at McDonalds for breakfast; I ate my food and then started laughing hysterically. Billy asked me why I was laughing so much, and I gaspingly told him that it would be funny if someone ordered a chicken mcflurry. I didn’t really think of actually doing it, but Billy sure did. He got money in a pool and the group planned out how it was to be done. I collected myself and proceeded to the register where I calmly and politely ordered a chicken mcflurry. Of course, they told me that such an item did not exist, but I kept arguing that it did, and that this had to be the only McDonalds in the world with out a chicken mcflurry. They got the manager and I asked him for a chicken mcflurry too, coming dangerously close to losing my composure. I continued arguing with the manager that the chicken mcflurry “does to exist”. He finally told me he couldn’t help me and walked away. I yelled to him “how hard is it to cut up some chicken, and put it in the ice cream”. He turned to say something but before he did, I ran out of the store screaming “The C.I.A Put A Chip In My Brain”. Unfortunately, Amie Grey neglected to inform me that her van was locked, so I had to stand in the parking lot while everyone took their sweet time eating their food.
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This intel was contributed by jdunn
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